Hymn.

HYMN .

TO THE GENIUS OF ODOURS : BY BOCAREZ , The famous Arabian Poet . Train-Menby tlie ittb . -a . ti . lttlLI . IAM JO ES , WHAT muskv grove ran now confine

Thv burnish'd tresses' silver twine , While brea'hing beauty fills the vale , And Mirza ' s ki-ses greet the gale ? Soft Pow ' rof Sweelnes-I she shall tear Fresh spices from thy hanging hair ; Her ruby lip the odour breathes Of Laro ' - s choicest Cassia wreaths . Soft Pow ' r of Sweetness ! hither blow ,

Mix with mv goblet's purple glow ; Soshall the liquid breezes bear To Rafab ' s tomb a Lover ' s care ; , Thv scented hands ihe garland bind , To deck Somara ' s silken wind , Which dares to rest on Mirza ' s check , When lirst its morning . blushes break . But do not touch those piercing eyes . Whence unrelenting lightning flies , For , ah ! ' midst those destructive fires The bird of Araby expires ; Amid those flames again revives ,

And , lo ! a new-born Phoenix lives , To seek thy blestsalub-ious throne , And pass a rapt ' rous age alone . Soft Pow ' r of Sweetness ! Mirza ' s breast Khali bring thy balmy pinion rest ; Not ahvavs shall it flutt'ring go , But stop where Love ' s young lillies blow . Yield to desire—Oh ! quit restraint .

In life'sdelicious Eden faint , While Aloey fans the gales employ . And odours heig hten Nature ' s joy . Bliss to the wild unconquer'd bands , Who dwell on Arab ' s desan sands ! Who nobly seize , in gallant train , Balsora ' s merchants on the plain : May loaded camels swell Iheirstore ,

And sparkling gems , and valued ore ! For wealth Bocarez ne ' er shall rove , The plunder that he seeks- —is Love . Fair Selma walks the citron brake , When tuneful nightingales awake ; She moves , a rose in all its charms , To win the warblers to her arms ; They come amidst her locks to hide , Or seek her beauty ' s central pride ; They taste her fragrant breath , which pours An amb'rv fountain's lucid stores .

Rich . Ethiop myrrh Taloza bears , And fondly scents the roving airs , Which boiv in homage to the beam ' Thai yonder violet-tinetur'd stream Steals from the Moon , as slow she glides Her pearly bark across the tides , Which fill the blue expanse cf Heaven , Jn many a shining current driven . . Taloza ' s smiles are all deceit , And Selma shews fictitious heat .

Hymn.

But Mirza is thy full-vtil'd bride , S ul ana dear I and Odour ' s p ide : Whene ' er she conies the grot e to tread , The blushing Lorialii ' ts .. its head , The Milbo ' s gauzy leaves unfold , And fragrant Ancoz drops its gold . Sift Pow ' r of Sweetness ! tell my fair , The fierce consuming flame I bear

, Euphr : es' waves could ne'er controuly With all its full impetuous roll . Faithful in love is still my boast , To love , of humankind , the mo ; t , My wish a Houri ' s kiss to try , I live but on the hope tu die .

The Maid's Soliloquy.

THE MAID ' s SOLILOQUY .

ACT V . SCENE I . OF CATO IMITATED . The Maid alone , u-ilb Milton in her band , open at tbefoUo-. oing celebrated passage : —Hail wedded love . ' mysterious taw ' . —Ssc . Our Maker bids .--encrease : who bids abstain , * llut our deetroyer , ft . c to God and man ? If must be so—Miltonthou reasonest well

, , Else , why this pleasing hope , this fond desire . This longing after something unpossess'd { Or whence this secret dread , and inward horror , Of dying unespous'd ? Why shrinks the soul Back on itself and startles at virginity ? 'Tis instinct , faithful instinct , stirs withinus , 'Tis Nature's self that points outan alliance , intimates husband to the

And , an sex . Marriage , thou pleasing , and yet anxious thought ! Thro' what variety of hopes and fears , Thro' what new scenes and changes must we pass ! Th' unchanging state in prospect lies before me , But shadows , clouds , and darkness rest upon it . Here will I hold . If Nature prompts the wish .

( And that she does is plain from all her works ) Our duty and her int'rest bid indulge it , For the grc . tt end of Nature ' s laws ' * is bliss ; But yet—in wedlock -woman must OBEYI'm weary of these doubts—the priest shall end them . Nor rashly do I venture loss and gain , Bondage and leasure meet my' thoughts at

p ' once I wed , inv—liberty is gone forever . But happiness from time itself secur'd , Love first shall recompense my loss of " freedom , And when my charms shall fade away , m } eyes Themselves grow dimmy stature bend

, , with years , Then , virtuous friendship shall succeed to love ; Then , pleas'd I'll scorn infirmities and death , - Reriew'd , immortal , in a filial race ,